In the bar, in the car, there are a thousand dramas of hers.Keeps drinking, and then says, I have drunk for the first time.In the bar, in the car, he walks stumbling,Keeps drinking, and then says, I'll leave from tomorrow.He doesn't listen to his father, has ruined his habits On every bottle he says, it'll be the last one for today.

Sometimes birthday, sometimes wedding, sometimes full, sometimes half,friends together made me drink.Sometimes happy, sometimes tension, daily there is some new reason.Friend, you just need attention..